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The air is heavy as you make your way through unknown territory, as you pause to sniff the air a drop of rain falls onto your nose. It is soon followed by another and another and soon the rain is pelting down in sheets, soaking you to the bone. The clouds are an angry purple and the menacing drumming of thunder rolls over the sky. Squinting your eyes against the blinding water you find yourself at the edge of a large, dark pine forest. You are too desperate for shelter to notice the scents that mark the border and plunge in, and nearly into the chilly stream that runs through the territory. You veer away and as you are shaking the water out of your fur you notice a large pair of icy blue shards gazing at you. The storm has passed now and beams of sunlight filter through the thick canopy of pines, illuminating a massive male wolf not three feet away from where you stand.

His pelt looks like a bad patchwork job of black and white and beneath them you see large, hard bands of steely muscle and you know this is a warrior for his torso is marred with many battle scars. His banner curls over his back and his lips are drawn, exposing sharp ivory daggers. When he speaks his voice is deep and dominant, like the thunder you so recently heard.

"Wolf, you have found yourself in the terra of the Andere Seite Pack. I am Eclipse, king of this land."

It is only then that you notice another pair of lanterns gleaming in the penumbra and a dark-pelted fae slinks out into the clearing to stand next to the king, her own banner waves and her green and blue eyes bore into you. She is the same size as most males and a crisscrossing pattern of scars show that she too can take care of herself. Her voice is cold and has a snake-like sound to it yet you can see they are both fair rulers.

"And I am Nephthys, queen of Andere. We don’t care much for strangers so you must make your choice, Submit to us now or flee our lands and never return. If you fail to do either you will have little time left to regret it."

The formidable pair pierces you with their gaze and you feel as if all your secrets spill out before them. You are left with a decision now. Will you submit and take refuge in this dark forest or will you flee and never know what secrets these trees hide? Make haste, you can see that the pair grow tired of waiting.

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Savory; Salted, Though Shalt Be.
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SiNDICATE

Sleep, Sleep, tender, mild,
Meaty, sweet & juicy child.
Sleep, Sleep: Sleep a sleep
Soft as is an infant sheep.

Sweet Babe, restful Lump,
Rest thy limbs & belly plump,






Blossom Forest, what a pansy ass name. I haven't seen a single damn "blossom" since my arrival, probably for the better anyway. Useless things, flowers, only existing to make the world "pretty". There are some good ones though, fun ones that appear in stunning, vivid colors but will poison or kill you the instant you touch or eat it. Now that is some good stuff, I can relate to that shit. Anyone dumb enough to touch one of them didn't deserve to live any longer than that anyway, waste of air and space. But anyways, I digress.

Today I am not here for vicious flowers, today I am here to take. I will take land, I will probably take lives. Why? Because I fucking feel like it, and I'm hungry. Because this "Blossom Forest" is literally surging with power and I want it, I want it all. Because blood must be spilled to avenge my friend's, nay, my brother's life. A useful life lost for no reason. A gruff but brief snarl erupts from my core at the the memory. I may enjoy blood and death of the weak but it doesn't darken my vision to those who are strong. He was strong, this world needs strong to overturn the week that have begun to become the majority.

I slither now along the very edge of one of the many pack borders that speckle this land. This one though, this one speaks my language. Rugged, cavernous, desolate and dangerous. I considered one of the dense forest packs, but that would be too easy. Humid, lush packs full of wolves living in the lap of luxury and having small prey practically walk into their maws? No thanks. I'll have eaten my entire pack before dawn. I'll take the canyon full of mountain lions, birds of prey, bison and the like. Excellent way to weed out the weak links. Yeah, I did my homework. One does not simply walk into a world blindly, pick a random territory and take it over. Oh, no no. I've been here long enough even to know that this pack contains something extra. The scent of my fallen counterpart, there is a familiar scent here, I need to know why. That's more like the icing on my soon to be baked cake of fresh lupine flesh. My mouth is even watering at the thought.

What's that? My ebony pinna flicker at the sound of voices nearby. They echo up and out of the canyon walls dancing through my auds like church bells. Ding ding ding... lunch time Sindicate. My teal tinted eyes lead my two-toned body to the edge of the overlook. They are met with a small bunch of bodies, seemingly one adult and a few pups. Oh-la-la, appetizers before the main course? Brilliant.

My ivory and tar tainted form begins to make its way down the jagged red rock. Ice orbs remain glued to my new victims. Today is going to be a fun day. Today I take this place as my own, today I spill their blood and give this ridiculously named Blossom Forest my message.

As I near the little family I stay between the wall of the canyon and the staggered dry brush. My footfalls are silent on the dust covered earth, daggers leaving pinpoints in the sand. I watch as one of the bite sized pups bounces it's way along the various rocks. Happy go lucky fool of a child, poor creature knows nothing of this cruel world yet. I furrow my blood masked brow as a grin tiptoes along my crimson streaked lips. I am now slightly above them as I climb my way onto a large boulder. Sharp claws leaving scrapes in the cold stone.

"You know....."

The words drip like deep, rich venom from my tongue.

"I'm pretty sure there's something about not being out in the middle of a desert alone.... with small ones. Surely mommy dearest told you that at some point."








Jellied arms & legs & butt:
Every tender, juicy cut.

Savory, salted thou shalt be,
Season'd most deliciously.
Sleep, Sleep: Disease will both
Spoil thy meat & spoil the broth.






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